|Home is where the old, torn paper lantern is.|
Luckily most of the places I pet sit at are pretty close to home, so I'm able to stop in for supplies, or to get some work done. But those are only a few hours here and there. Out of the last 16 nights, I've spent two at home in my own bed.
This is the thought that I woke up to this morning: Today I go home!! (I've been happy since the minute I woke up.)
So now I'm home, in my nice cozy, messy place with my stuff.
At least until the next pet sitting job.
Day 9 Bonus: A really nice version of the Talking Heads Song "This Must Be The Place"